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I had no quarrel with time but it looks askance as though saying too long I have been around or worse--that something wrong I have done-- the sentinel eternal the judge inimical the party unfaithful the heart unsentimental but I'll not be cowed to myself I belong if life is a battlefield I would be my own general winter chills in season unforgivingly but my heart shall not be frozen man shall never be smaller than fate there's no glory in out--living if with meaning I have lived life's chaos and angst has not diminished me I have stood up with dignity in my nameless humility and my naked humanity I am content and joyful ( despair and regret set aside) with what remnant to me has been given.
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Nov 1, 2019
Nov 1, 2019 at 8:16 PM UTC
A LIVING TESTAMENT
I had no quarrel with time but it looks askance as though saying too long I have been around or worse--that something wrong I have done-- the sentinel eternal the judge inimical the party unfaithful the heart unsentimental but I'll not be cowed to myself I belong if life is a battlefield I would be my own general winter chills in season unforgivingly but my heart shall not be frozen man shall never be smaller than fate there's no glory in out--living if with meaning I have lived life's chaos and angst has not diminished me I have stood up with dignity in my nameless humility and my naked humanity I am content and joyful ( despair and regret set aside) with what remnant to me has been given.
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Nov 1, 2019
Nov 1, 2019 at 8:16 PM UTC
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